A/N: Thank you for all of your fabulous reviews. They just, they just light me up inside . Okay, anyways, here's my explanation. My computer got zapped in a storm and my other computer wasn't working so I didn't have it for so long. Then I had to wait for the stupid internet to hook up. Not to mention school. I am SO sorry it took this long. This chapter I did quick with main points you need to know to prepare you for the next one which I WILL get working on. Thank god I left you with that last sex scene, eh? Haha!

Chapter Eighteen: Whispers And Giggles

I watched as my dearest Draco smacked the ass of that ugly slut and embarrassed her in front of all her friends. Yeah, it only made me want him more. The thought of him willingly touching her could make me shiver with both disgust and jealousy all rolled up into one hurling ball of fury. I had to squeal to the one person I knew would blurt it out like her life depended on it.

"Victoria, I think my Drakie just had sex with the mudblood!" I shrieked in a whisper kind of tone.

"Oh. My. God. Pansy, this is too good! Bad, but good!" She shrieked quietly back as we looked over at the stupid couple of bunnies and rainbows.

I raised my eyebrow as I tried to find the blue notes of her plan in the devious specks in her eyes. No luck. Thankfully, she was planning on telling me whether I wanted to hear it or not.

"I wonder what the whole school, not to mention Draco's father, will think when word spreads she's pregnant with Dearest Malfoy's baby," she smirked as her teeth shined in the small bit of candle light that randomly lit the room.

"What!" I squealed. "Who told you she was pregnant?" My eyes were now popping out of their sockets. I was suppose to be his baby mama!

"No one! Pay attention, Pansy! We're going to spread the rumor so that Draco's father and the slytherins will banish him!" Oooh. Now I got it.

"That's brilliant!"

"Yes, I know I am."

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"You sly dog. I still can't believed you banged her in class," Blaise commented unsuspectedly as I attempted to eat my lunch without looking at it, seeing as I was busy staring at Hermione.

"I know. That one is going down in bang history." I commented, not removing my eyes until I heard the slightest and suspicious giggle I knew all too well coming from further down the slytherin table. I shot my head out further to look down and saw Pansy and Victoria whispering and looking straight at me.

"Blaise, I think Victoria and Pansy are up to something," I whispered at the edge of my mouth to my friend beside me.

"Aren't they always up to something?" He replied carelessly as he stabbed his pasta in an annoying way, scratching the plate noisily.

"Yes, they are, and it's never anything good," I said in my all-knowing way that I did.

"How do you suppose we find out what they're babbling about this time?" He asked, now paying attention. Finally!

"I don't know. I guess we could just stall it for now, but how?" I didn't get an answer immediately but my eyes caught the quick action of Blaise picking up a hard orange and chucking it down the table, hitting pansy straight on the head and causing her to fall off the bench.

"Like that." Blaise and I laughed under our breathes as we listened to the pathetic squeaks of Parkinson.

"Ow! My head! What the bloody hell was someone doing? Who throws an orange?"

"Pansy… your forehead is swelling up!" Victoria whispered in a deadly terrified voice, as if the slightest smudge in someone's appearance was unacceptable.

"Shit! To the nurse!" Pansy ordered as they both ran out like the girls they were.

I laughed and looked back at Blaise, "Serves her right for all the head aches she gave me."

"Too right, Draco. Too right."

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"Hermione, tell me you didn't do what I think you did – and in class!" Ron gulped as his face matched the tomato sauce on his spaghetti.

"Okay, I won't," I replied childishly as I took a bite of my pasta.

"Hermione!" He choked as a piece of spaghetti was involuntarily breathed in to his mouth. Harry was unsurprisingly silent.

"Just eat, Ron."

"Did you hear that, Harry? She's a bad girl now!" Ron whispered to Harry in a joking way. Harry smiled at the thought and whispered something back to Ron that I missed.

"Hah! I bet she does!" Ron replied, ending the whispering.

"What did he say?" I asked, mouth gapping with confusion and interest.

"Not for your naughty ears," Harry teased as he stuck his tongue out at me as if he was six.

Ugh. I gave up. I was just about to wash down my lunch with my peach juice when I heard a whisper to my right. Further down the table, on the opposite side of mine, was Parvarti and Lavender, whispering and giggling. I cocked an eyebrow as if asking what the hell they were doing, and they quickly looked away. I looked behind me to Draco and he gave me a strange look which was returned with a firm meaningful one, by me. I got up from my seat and went to the door, hearing a pair of footsteps behind me which I knew were Draco's.

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"Something's up," I stated.

"I know," Draco replied, as if he lived in my mind.

"Parvarti and Lavender were whispering and looking at me at lunch."

"Pansy and Victoria did the same to me."

"You don't think they saw us do you?" I panicked, my eyes going wide.

"If they did, we'd be in a top selling video right now," Draco smirked as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed down my neck as I stared out the window. I laughed.

"Draco," I whined as I tried to wiggle my neck away, only to be pulled closer.

"Listen, there's nothing to worry about. I put a dark circle around us, remember?"

"I swear, if they somehow did see us, then sex will officially be banned from this relationship, do you hear me?" I informed him harshly.

"Oh, shit," He whispered as he started to pull off my shirt. 'Oh, shit?' What the hell did that mean?

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Snape:

Oh how I love kids. They're rude, ignorant, stupid, and make a total and complete mess of classrooms. I walked back into the Dueling room as I stared down the newly imprinted dents in the walls with utter despise. Right now, I really wish the spells had hit my damn students. Oh wait, I always did.

It was probably Potter who put that large one right below the candle stick. Or maybe it was Weasley and his disfuntional… everything. What's that familiar smell? I know it, don't tell me… What the hell?

I walked to the other side of the room to see a wet substance on my wall and dripping to the floor. I slid my finger onto it and brought it to my nose. My eyed went into thin slits as my greasy hair hung over my face. "Sex."

A/N: Uh oh! What do you guys think will happen? Tell me! Review! I want to know what you think!